WordPress Daily Prompt — Radiant
I’ve just returned from five days in a perfect world, my National Folk Festival (Australia). I want to write lots about it, and I will. But in the meantime, here are a few photos that convey the daily prompt, ‘radiant’.
There is much merriment to be had at the Nash, but it is not soul-less. It draws people together. It is good, clean, uplifting fun. There is also a lot of food at the Nash – you have to eat – much of it is provided by a whole raft of hard-working small businesses who give real meaning to the phrase ‘made with love’. I can tell you that it is eaten with love too.
Every year we look forward to buying chilli macadamias and caramelised nuts from Nutasha (Rhonda). Even if we didn’t like nuts, we would probably still buy them. Nutasha greets all her customers with “Hello Gorg” (that’s short for gorgeous, not gorge as in eating too much). Who said money can’t buy happiness? She attends three festivals a year (two in my town and one at the Mudgee Field Days). Check her out at the festivals or at her shop in the QVB (Sydney) the rest of the year.
We also sniffed out Eddie, who was new to the Nash this year. My love and I live our life by the saying, ‘You have to stop and eat the roses’ (as you can tell from my photo above). It may be thirty years since we visited France, but we still yearn for les Saucisson d’Arles that we bought from the markets at Avignon. Then, we found Eddie! At the Nash!! Can you believe it!!! Every day of the Nash, we visited his stall to stock up. I think I bought enough saucisson to last us about six months (okay, maybe only three months). Eddie also let me practice my high-school French on him. Ooh la la. On Friday, I was accompanied to the festival by my French-speaking friend. She and Eddie were parleying the français, when Eddie asked her whether she spoke English! Absolutely, hilarious.
My true love is not a great festival-goer, but he can’t resist the food.
Or real root beer (non-alcoholic). I reckon he had fun (despite eating being a serious business).
Sometimes I take myself a little too seriously. Don’t we all? So to remind myself to smile, I like to wear a silly hat every now and then. And I found the perfect one. Apologies to my friends who advised me not to post a photo of the offending item, lest people get the impression that I am not a ‘serious’ blogger.
And finally, try as you might, you can run, but not hide, from the joy of the Morris dancer. You just can’t keep a good Morris dancer down. I’ve never seen so many radiant smiles in my entire life.
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